Wham without the music

How could you know when it begins and where would it go if you’re not there for the show? we’re being gripped by the fever of Facebook and levered by twitter, lathered into a sweat and what do we get? Likes. thumbs up and memes, it all seems somewhat what we’ve already got in real…

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Reversing forward

Youthfulness hides in the folds of my skin knock, knock, knocking but it can’t get in and somewhere in there there’s a shout it’s the youth locked inside and it cannot get out. Dilemma’s like comma’s arrive in wrong places, wrong times and my spine’s getting shorter I’m caught in the trap being kept in…

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